Kestrel

My Name. It has been, and always will be one thing about me that will confuse most people whom i meet for the first time. Simone, my wife, took 3 days to learn my name when we first met.
Since as long as i can remember, i have been referred to, by all sorts of names, ranging from "castrol", to "kettle" to "kransten". I do not blame anyone for this.... I used to resent a mispronunciation of my name. But not anymore. I am proud of my name. I have now accepted the fact that my name is unique, and special.

A Kestrel, is a bird. A type of Falcon. A killer Falcon to be presice. A predator and killer of smaller creatures and animals. A Kestrel flies with its head to the wind, and is the only bird besides the humming bird which can hover stationary, mid air. It uses this skill to hover over a hunting ground, locate & home in on a prey..... and then with breakneck speed, swoop down on the hapless victim, pick it up and fly away. It usually kills the victim with the very impact of its four inch claws hitting it.

A Kestrel flies high and fast. It can even touch speeds of upto 110 kmph. I love speed. It thrills me and gives me the feeling of power.

I aim to be like the Kestrel, in a way. Not a killer obviously. But fly with my head to the wind. Look at every challenge in my life as a prey. Aim at it from afar, strategise the way i should tackles it, and then swoop in and conquer it.

Thank you.

Step one

This is my first Blog. Right uptil 2 months ago, i must confess, i did not know exactly what a blog was... and 15 minutes before i posted this, i did not know how to post a "blog".

I intend to carry this on. It will be my online diary. But before i go on, i must mention 2 important people who have played vital roles towards the creation of my blogspot.

My wife Simone. She has been responsible for making me believe that i can write. A constant source of encouragement, Sim has actually revived this hobby of mine after i carelessly let it die, some years ago. Simone... this blogspot is my gift to you, in appreciation of your efforts in digging out the writer in me. Thanks for those unlimited words.... and sentences.... and paragraphs of encouragement. You're the best !

Ashwin Jadhav. Good friend since years ago, smart, suave, good looking, and an Aeronautical Engineer by profession. Ashwin told me i could blog. So here it is Ash... i hope you read this before it gets stale. I know i missed my target by 5 days, but I will try my best to "keep em comin". Ashwin is one man, who I beleive lives his life 3 dimensionally - He lives life not only in its length and breadth... but with depth as well. I have grown a lot closer to Ashwin over the last 4 -5 months, and I hope he can say the same about me. Closer over the world wide web... but closer all the same. Orkut is a wonderful place.

Ashwin has moved from Russia to The USA, for further studies. I wish to use this blog, to wish you Ashwin, all the very best for this new start in your career. May you fly high always.... literally and in spirit as well.

So here goes... watch this space.